Anna says: come on baby, you haven't shown me anything on the web cam for ages, I think you owe me now!
Alex says: oh, but you know I like to tease :P and besides, it's cold!
Anna says: liar! I want to see you. All of you! Please *begs*
Alex says: well, ok ;)
This was one of those nights. We were both insanely horny and facing the prospect of days going by before we could spend any proper time together. I loved to watch him strip on web cam, to run his hands up and down his beautiful cock and see his cum glisten over his hands. Now I got to see it again. It never failed to turn me on, and I always found myself gazing straight at that box in the right corner of the screen, mesmerised by the speed and control that he had over the 7 1/2" of his dick.
Sometimes, watching in my dressing gown, I'd slip a hand under the material and stroke my clit, and once or twice I'd controlled an orgasm to the second that he shot his load over his fingers and belly, feeling a sense of togetherness even if he was across town from me.
I watched the screen with anticipation. He always liked to tease me, stripping slowly and letting me see each bit of clothing as he tossed it across the room.
Right now, I could see his naked chest and shoulders, toned without being ridiculously muscled, and incredibly sexy. I felt the twinge of expectation between my legs, knowing that I wanted him to be holding me now. I'd become used to this method of relief in the months since he'd been ill with mononucleosis; we'd used it then and realised the profit of such an approach even now that he was well.
Anna says: you're beautiful, you know that?
Alex says: you too :D
Anna says: don't think you can get away with slowing down, though. I want to see you touching yourself...
Alex says: patience! All in good time.
He knew how to torment me, that was for sure. By the time I saw anything good, I was always dripping wet and usually fingering myself gently. I guessed that the sex-god approach was one he enjoyed and used to the full; if you're good at something, why not?
I watched him hold his boxers up to the camera - a sign that he was now fully naked. I licked my lips; I had a dry mouth with all the adrenaline rushing through me. This was a night with a difference. Something very good was happening and I could feel it all over my body. Of course, what happened next was not expected, by either of us.
About a minute after he began to stroke his erect cock, Alex turned sharply to the left of the camera; something was happening. In the top corner of the screen, I saw the door open, and someone walk in. The shadow was all that I could see and Alex's face was a mixture of confusion and terror. Then, slowly, he reached out a hand and twisted the web cam around to face the intruder.
His brother Tom stood there, with a look very similar to the one on his twin's face. For a moment, the three of us were there. The two of them looking at each other, and I watching their reactions in the screen that was far smaller than I wished it to be at that moment.
Tom was first to move. He walked slowly over to the bedroom door, and a look of disappointment appeared on my face. I followed him to the door with my eyes, but instead of leaving, he pushed it closed, and turned the lock that hadn't kept him out in the first place. The look on Alex's face had lost the fear, but confusion still remained. I shared this; I couldn't understand why he was still here! He walked back towards Alex on the chair, leant over him, and without making eye contact, wrote a message into my conversation.
